Viejo rincon de mi triste pasado Yo como tu, tambien sere olvidado Bailemos juntos hasta el despertar del sol Disfrutaremos de este gran final del corto
: Viejo rincon de mi triste pasado Yo como tu, tambien sere olvidado Bailemos juntos hasta el despertar del sol Disfrutaremos de este gran final del
I met him at the state store, he was tryin' ta holla I ain't care if he was old enough to be my father I knew his wife and went to school with his daughter
I've wept for those who suffer long But how I weep for those who've gone In rooms of grief and questioned wrong But keep on killing It's in the soul
From the hands it came down From the side it came down From the feet it came down And ran to the ground Between heaven and hell A teardrop fell In the
(Thug Life bitch, goin' out like that) Once again Once again (Thug Life bitch) Y'all can't kill me (Goin' out like that) Y'all can't kill me Y'all can
Burned in the image of my everlasting torment (scarred flesh) Murderer staked my heart I'm better off dead than believing That you could keep Or want
I stand before thee, gods of all prestine for flock of tyrants, who know not thy path come forth to see, all things to be seen now know the presence,
Intimidation, I stand before you now Hold my crown, you won't strike me down A validation of all the blood I spill Survival of my will There's nothing
Awken from below I call thee Thy master pure in darkness The one of hate before thy paths Were chose to be forsaken From depths of time in portals Through
We made it to a strange town Going down the wrong road like any story retold Couldn't find a common ending We're way gone, be gone, looking for our own
Sometimes the only thing to do is turn around and go back home When every way there is to turn has vanished and is gone I've used up every trick that
I'ma smoke until I'm fried Help me cope with the demons that I can't hide Intuition is a gift nigga If you think that a nigga did it Hit em in the chest
Yellow City, yeah Benzino, yeah Yellow Man, yeah Young Hef, yeah (That's what they call me) Yellow City, yeah (That's where I'm from) Benzino, yeah (My
I've wept for those who suffer long But how I weep for those who've gone Into rooms of grief and questioned wrong That keep on killin' It's in the soul
I was lost, I was desperate and broken Wounded heart and the wounds were still open That's the way You found me That's the way You found me Turn the
I've seen the shadows Of the corners of my mind And I go there all the time Am I missing what I might like I've tasted sin And it knocked me off my feet
